To long for death

A poem that courts the idea of being ready to die, without seeking death.

Is it wrong to long for deaths sweet embrace?

Not to seek out those cold arms

Not to dance with the devil

Nor to court danger

Or hunt for trouble

But to long for the peace of life's last lonely breath

Life is bittersweet

Life is limited

Life is finite

Death is endless

Is it wrong to long for deaths sweet embrace?

When you do not search for your end

Is it still wrong?

When you do not try to bring that moment closer

Is it still wrong?

I am not afraid to die

I am ready

I am not anxious to die

I am just ready

I know that nothing happens in this world that is not part of G-d's plan

The moment that we are given life's sweet kiss

That moment where the sweet air of life's first breath

 passes through your lips

That moment

That moment you became you

The moment

When your soul entered your body

That was part of G-d's plan

The moment when we die

The moment that we let out our last breath

When our soul is at last allowed to return to its maker

That moment when we go see all our memories one last time

That too is part of G-d's plan

I know that I will die when it is my time

I do not race towards that day

But I am ready for when that day comes

Because

I know

I know that when I die 

I will be reunited with my creator

I am able to accept my death because it is my fate to die

To fear something that is inevitable is to live a life in fear

I know that I will die on the day that I am meant to die

Until then I will live with the knowledge that my next moment might be my last

This is how I remind myself to enjoy every moment no mater how bitter sweet

I long for deaths sweet embrace

But I do not seek it either....